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    date="2020-11-14"

    title="Chapter 95 The Regent (11)"

    weight="105716"

    series = ["I Really Am a Slag Shou!"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Even if he figured out certain things, His Royal Highness was still the same as before. The little emperor did not speak, and he would not start a new topic. After the two people talked to each other for a while, Shen Wumian He looked away and looked at the burning candle in the distance.

    His voice is very low, even in the room that is already very quiet, it can only be heard by Chi Zhao who is very close to him: "Your Majesty take a good rest, and the ministers will come as soon as they go."

    Chi Zhao was speechless and choked. He wanted to say, Uncle Emperor, it's okay if you don't come!

    ...

    After saying this, Shen Wumian got up and left. Chi Zhao watched him leave blankly, feeling that his squishy mind instantly turned into a pot of fragrant, sticky rice porridge.

    After the regent left, a secret guard quietly walked in and took a look, only to see their thin majesty lying on the bed, looking at the sky above the field of vision dullly and blankly, with a silly look.

    This hidden guard has been in the palace for a long time, and he has known that the little emperor has different thoughts about the regent. Seeing this shape, after a little pondering, he understood.

    It is an individual who hopes that he can have a lover to care about when he is sick. This time when your majesty has an accident, the master rushed over so quickly, and he made no secret of his concern and nervousness about his safety. Even their subordinates can see it. His Majesty the Emperor naturally saw it.

    Look, he is already stupid with joy.

    ...

    Chi Zhao is indeed stupid, and not only he, but also the system in his mind is also stupid.

    Compared with Chi Zhao, the system is actually mentally prepared, but no matter how prepared it is, didn’t expect this scene to come so soon. It has been less than two months since Chi Zhao was fully charged. In just two months, The story that is absolutely impossible to fail and absolutely impossible to reverse is so fuzzy? !

    The system feels that its data link is shaking, and there are faint signs of garbled characters.

    [No... this is impossible... how could it be, it is impossible, how could this be...]

    The system couldn't believe what he saw, even Chi Zhao couldn't believe it. He was not much better than the system. He collapsed and shouted, "I really didn't do anything the fuck! How many times did I meet him? Counting with both hands, what is the situation?!"

    In addition to the shock and collapse, Chi Zhao still felt a little strange. He couldn't tell where the strangeness was. He just had a faint feeling. After venting a few words in his heart, Chi Zhao calmed down, frowning and thinking. After thinking about it for a while, he said painfully: "Forget it, I don’t think I am a host. This is the fourth world now. I have not succeeded once, and the plot collapsed when I came. Now I wonder if I have a skill called Story Terminator..."

    The more he talked, the more mournful, Chi Zhao felt that his originally not very bright future had instantly transformed into a boundless darkness, he broke the can and said: "Since there is no hope, let's just let it go, I won't follow the plot, and don't care about the task. I’ve lived for so many years, and it’s enough. Although it’s a pity not to go back, Mom and Dad will be very sad, but I can’t help it. Alas, when I die, I’ll try to give them A dream to let them know that it is not their son who is not filial, but that he is really unworthy..."

    Speaking of where the true feelings were revealed, Chi Zhao also wiped away tears that did not exist. Suddenly, an astonishingly loud ding-dong sound appeared in his mind. Chi Zhao looked at it suspiciously. Before he could see what it was, the fluttering ribbons and gold powder scattered from his mind. The effect was the same. Someone put a winning page in his mind like a celebration special effect.

    Chi Zhao: "...what's the situation?"

    As if he could hear what he said, the colorful celebration special effects slowly disappeared. Without systematic manipulation, the success value panel fell down by itself. Before, there were only two rows of numbers on it. Now there is a third row with bright lights on the third It is printed with two Arabic numerals, which is 10 when put together.

    It seems that this is the success value issued after the end of the last world, but this success value is not issued early or late, but it was issued when he was lowest, and he issued a full score...

    Chi Zhao suddenly had an illusion, as if the other party was deliberately making him happy.

    Chi Zhao called out hesitantly, "System, look at this..."

    Before the latter words were spoken, a shocking cry suddenly broke out.

    [Woo! ——Even if the success value is given, it is useless! I have no existing value, I'm sorry for my version name, I'm sorry for the engineer who worked so hard to maintain the server for me, oh oh I am a useless system——]

    Chi Zhao: "..."

    To be honest, he always thought that the dignity and pride of the version name that the system had said before was a lie to him. Now that he heard the system burst into tears, he discovered that the system really cares about its work and responsibilities.

    In the past, the system used the data cable to comfort Chi Zhao. Today, it’s the other way around. Chi Zhao is trying to mobilize his own spirit sea. This is a skill he learned from the second world, but he is out of the world where he can visualize his spiritual power. After that, it is basically useless and can only be used occasionally to threaten the system.

    After threatening so many times, Chi Zhao never really tossed the system. On the contrary, today, his spiritual sea shook gently, just like a mother shook her child with care and gentleness, "Okay, okay, don’t Cry, isn’t your favorite success value already available, don’t cry. Although the plot collapses, we still have a second way, um... Then I will try my best to abuse the protagonist! Don’t worry! "

    The system made a double click, very suspicious.

    [Really? 】

    "Really," Chi Zhao nodded, "Okay, I'm sleepy too, so I go to sleep, don't you like singing? Go and sing, wait until you sing enough and come back, I will stare at this task ."

    It is rare for Chi Zhao to speak so softly, and the system was moved to tears.

    [Oh thank you host...]

    Chi Zhao smiled slightly, and then he really relaxed his body. Seeing that, he was ready to go to bed. The system slowly moved his body, and soon came to the depths of Chi Zhao’s mind, but it didn’t sing. But quietly and well-behaved began to clean up data garbage for himself.

    After about half an hour, Chi Zhao didn't open his eyes, but his thoughts moved. Soon, the data panel that recorded the success value fell off. Looking at the three numbers on it, he frowned slightly. After a few seconds, he put the panel back in again.

    This time, he really fell asleep.

    On the other side, the regent who had gone back and forth took the Left Minister away from the Torture Bureau. The two stayed in a room with a closed door. They didn’t know what they were talking about. The people who were outside watched their noses and noses. Watch your mind, just quietly do what you should do, and never disturb the two inside.

    After midday, Left Minister personally opened the door. He was still wearing the pale linen prison uniform. The person who saw it was Left Minister. The faces of the people outside the door showed a surprised look. Followed closely, Shen Wumian. Also came out.

    He ordered: "Send Left Minister back home."

    One sentence explains many problems. For example, Lord Wei is still Prime Minister Left and has not been demoted; for another example, the Regent does not intend to kill Left Minister.

    No one knows what consensus the two people have reached, but Left Minister's expression is also much lighter than when he first entered, but before leaving, he turned around and took a look at Shen Wumian. The emotions in his eyes were extremely complex, as if with emotion. unfortunately.

    Shen Wumian saw his eyes, but did not give any response. He crossed Left Minister and also went in another direction. The road that Left Minister took was the only way to go out of the palace. He took the opposite. It's the way to the depths of the palace.

    Watching the regent's figure gradually disappear in this far-reaching and long brick red road, Left Minister sighed invisible.

    Regardless of whether the regent supports their majesty or not, as long as Shen Wumian is there for one day, their majesty will never have any more queens. heard that the two princesses already have children, should he go and see those children? Temperament, and then bring one back...

    As the Prime Minister Zuo who was concerned about the country and the people, Master Wei diverged his thoughts and gradually walked away. The afternoon time passed quickly. Chi Zhao woke up and, not surprisingly, saw Shen Wumian at first sight.

    He still sat by his bed, as if he hadn't left since the morning. Seeing him awake, he smiled, "Your Majesty wants to get up?"

    The little emperor lay on the bed and looked at him unblinkingly. His current appearance is not the same as usual, his eyes are empty, without the usual warmth and excitement, nor the self that Shen Wumian is familiar with.

    Shen Wumian's heart jumped, and he pursed his lips. However, in the blink of an eye, the strange little emperor just disappeared, and the boy in front of him smiled lightly, "Uncle emperor is here again."

    It is not common for the little emperor to see Shen Wumian. It is normal for him to be surprised if he sees him three or five times in the past two days, but Shen Wumian lowers his eyes slightly, and there is no answer. He comforted himself in his heart, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and the melting of ice and snow is not a momentary warmth. As long as he slowly corrects, Chen Yi will not say that again.

    He was optimistic and positively comforting himself over there, but Chi Zhao sat up weakly. Shen Wumian quickly went to help him when he saw it. Chi Zhao did not refuse. After sitting up with his support, he looked outside Seeing that it was dark, he smiled softly, "It's already night."

    The appearance of the delicate young man who opened his mouth softly to himself is so cute that Shen Wumian's cold and hard expression that day can't help but change a bit, "How is your Majesty, are you still dizzy?"

    The boy shook his head gently, "No more dizzy."

    He said that he was not dizzy, but after shaking his head, his eyes remained stagnant for a second, as if he was stabilizing his vision. Shen Wumian's hands on the little emperor's body tightened, and the face that had just eased a little changed again. Not very good-looking, but he was concerned about the people around him, he didn't show it so straightforwardly, and smiled reluctantly, trying to soothe the fragile and sensitive heart of the little emperor.

    If the other party is really a little emperor, this is of course useful. Chen Yi said he was an emperor, but in fact he was still a half-year-old, and his development was not over. No matter how mature his mind is, he can't compare to Shen who has been playing from the barracks court. Wumian, but Chi Zhao is different.

    Chi Zhao looked at Shen Wumian with a smile, and saw that he was almost relieved, and no longer felt so worried. He took the tea cup that Shen Wumian handed over, took a sip, and then continued to lift his head obediently.

    "Uncle Emperor, it's night, why haven't my tonics been delivered yet?"

    Seeing that the blood on Shen Wumian's face was getting lighter and lighter, he sat stiffly, and instantly lost his voice, Chi Zhao smiled slightly, and immediately hit the iron while it was hot, making a second blow to his heart.

    "The minions below must have forgotten. If the red tears were there, it wouldn't be like this," Chi Zhao lowered his head and rubbed the tea cup in his hand. "Red tears are better. Red tears can always remember the emperor. The order, the emperor..."

    The young man raised his head timidly. After the regent's attitude changed drastically, he made his request for the first time, "Can I bring the red tears back? I am very obedient, and will never do things that make the emperor angry again." , So... it's still the same as before, just let Honglei look at me alone, don't send so many people, okay?"

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